A/N: So, in honor of Aizen-sama's birthday, I decided I would put up three chapters today. Makes me feel kind of accomplished. And school is also out, which is awesome. That means I'll be able to update and write more often. But unfortunately, I also have summer homework, so...yeah. *sigh* And it's raining. It's raining on Aizen's birthday. I blame you, Hitsugaya. Hitsugaya and his weather-controlling Hyourinmaru and his totally unreasonable hatred of Aizen (conveniently ignores Aizen's defection and stabbing of Hinamori (twice)).
Oh, and the song in this chapter is actually a real Japanese song. You can google it; it's called Sakura. Go figure, right?
13: Blossom
If there was one thing Sakura loved about the Kuchiki Manor, it would be the gardens. The dark-haired teen walked down the stone-lined pathway, closing her eyes momentarily as she enjoyed the sweet smell of the flowers around her. Turning a corner, she crossed the little bridge spanning a creek and entered her favorite place: the grove of cherry blossom trees.
It was such a beautiful day outside; the sky was blue, the grass green, and the birds were chirping away in the trees. She had a day off today, so why not spend it in her little getaway?
Sakura spun around in a full circle, admiring the cherry blossoms blooming around her, ranging from almost pure white to rich pink. She closed her eyes, tilting her head back as a warm breeze blew past, causing a flurry of petals to flutter down, dancing in the wind around her. Laughing, she spun again, dark hair flowing behind her, stray strands floating into her face as she began spinning more rapidly. Around and around she went until the dizziness overcame her and she fell to the ground, giggling. Making herself comfortable on the soft green grass, she began to sing quietly, her soft soprano voice filling the grove.
Cherry blossoms, cherry blossoms,
On meadow-hills and mountains
As far as you can see.
Is it a mist, or clouds?
Fragrant in the morning sun.
Cherry blossoms, cherry blossoms,
Flowers in full bloom.
The sun was shining down through the branches as petals continued whirling about in the sky. The dark-haired noble smiled contentedly and laid back, watching the cherry blossoms dance in the wind.